Shadow of Sparda

Chapter 1- Adjusting

Trish awoke to the sound of Dante throwing up in the bathroom. It was the sixth time that month he had awoken from a nightmare and rushed into the the bathroom. He had kinda become used to the burning taste of vomit sitting in his throat. Trish got up out of bed and started towards the bathroom door, but just as she got to the door, it came swinging open and Dante marched out.

"Dante? Where are you going?"

Trish asked as Dante grabbed a black leather jacket and stormed out of their house which was also the home of their business, Devil May Cry. Trish didn't know what to do so she just sat back on the bed and thought to herself, "He'll be back in the morning" and went back to sleep. Dante went to visit the cemetary again. He looked over the tombstones that he had created for his mother Eva and brother Vergil. It had barely been a year since he confronted his brother who was then being controlled by Mundus, like Trish, and he still couldn't accept the fact that he was being tortured in Hell.

"Damnit!"

Dante shouted as he fell to his knees and slammed his fist into the ground. Just then, a voice behind Dante seemed to be laughing. Dante turned around but saw nothing but darkness. The voice laughed again and he stood up and looked around frantickly. Nothing. Then something tapped Dante on his shoulder and as he turned around...he awoke.

It was another nightmare, he ran into the bathroom and started vomiting again, the second time that night. Trish was a little concerned now, he had never done it twice in one night. Dante walked out moments later and sat down on the bed.

"The dreams, the seem so..."

"Real?"

Trish finished. Dante looked over at her and replied,

"Yeah, exactly. But how?"

"Dante, I was in the underworld for 25 years before Mundus trusted me enough to send me up here. I know how they communicate with us, try to scare us."

"Yeah, could Vergil be..."

"Possibly"

Trish finished his sentence again. As she finished, Dante shrugged and went to lay back down but the phone rang.

"What? Its 3 in the morning damnit, whos calling?"

Dante walked into the front office and picked up the phone,

"Damnit we close at 9!"

He went to hang the phone up but a voice stopped him,

"Dante..."

It moaned. Dante put the phone back to his hear in confusion.

"Dante...I'm...coming...for...YOU!"

The voice explained as the phone seemed to shock Dante. He threw the phone to the side, picked Ivory off his desk and blasted the phone into pieces. Trish came running out,

"Dante? Whats going on?"

Dante stared at the spot where the phone had layed. And without even looking at Trish she walked back into their bedroom and walked out with his trademark red trechcoat and a black ball under his arm. He pulled out the ball and shook it, it was a black tight leather under-armor shirt and slid it over his scarred body. He put on his red vest-thing and buckled the straps on it then slid his red leather pants, grabbed the holesters for Ebony and Ivory and wore it over his shoulders like a backpack. He had added another holester on their for his shotgun and slid all 3 guns in their place. His trenchcoat flowed in the wind as he slid it on, grabbed the Rebellion sword that he had just started using again and latched it onto his back.

"I'm going out...don't follow"

Confusin chapter I know but hey, whaddya gonna do?